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I really regret that time.


There are always many mistakes made in a person's life. On my "mistaken record book" from small to large, some mistakes have passed, and the baptism of time will be forgotten. And that time, the mistakes that made me regret that time made me still remember: people always make a lot of mistakes in their lives. In my "mistaken record book" from small to large, there are some mistakes. It’s over, and the baptism of time will be forgotten. At that time, the mistakes that made me regret that time made me still fresh in my memory: At that time, our class did not know who led a "card hot" and always liked to follow the trend. And a few friends, also joined this boom. In a long class, I was sitting around with my brothers playing a poker game called "Upstream". When we first started playing, we were careful, and we looked around with a card. There is no trace of the teacher. After playing, I was so excited that I didn’t care what the teacher was, and I was devoted to the joyful ocean of playing cards. "The cards are for me!" With an angry voice, it goes without saying that the teacher we don't want to see now is coming! As a result, we were just smiling and we were all stiff, waiting for the teacher’s trial. "This is a violation of school discipline. You should go to the teacher and look at it!" The teacher said with a sigh of relief, so during that class, you can see a spectacular scene, a sixth-grade boy, silly. Suddenly came to the brigade to find a teacher, but did not find someone, knowing that the lost went up to the third floor. At that time, my heart was in a mess, I felt that I was particularly unlucky. So many people in our class are playing cards, but they have caught us. "It's okay to pull! If we know the mistake, we will change it. If the election is over and then go to the teacher to admit it, don't you have it?" Yes, is it OK to admit it? After class, we came to the teacher's office and confessed to him. The teacher just said a few words to us, but the tears still blurred my eyes. The tears were not sad, not sad, but regret, this time. I almost regretted the mistake of paying the price.

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